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Hell has come to Earth, literally. Some how, some way, portals to Hell have opened up around the world and the demon hordes are spilling through. Who are you, where are you at when the portals open, and what do you do ?

Jimmy Hatcher rode down the dirt path on his green Kawasaki dirt bike. He was having a great time. The teenager went pretty fast down the bumpy road. Jimmy went through the woods near his house, and near the rivers. It was awesome.

Jimmy rode for about an hour, and started to go back home. He knew his parents and two younger brothers were getting rady for dinner.

But suddenly, right in front of him, a black hole appeared. He was surprised and skidded to a stop. The teenager lost his balance and fell to the ground,. "Whoa!" Jimmy said as landed on his butt with a thump.

Then a dragon-like creature came out of the hole, roaring loudly. Jimmy scrambled to his feet and climbed back onto his dirt bike. He sped away from the portal, not knowing what to do. The creature flapped his wings and came after Jimmy.

Dragon like creature roared in pursuit as it chased after Jimmy. For a second it looked like the demon thing would catch up to the teenager and knock him off his bike. But then Jimmy took a fork in the trail that led through a stand of pine trees.

Glancing over his shoulders, the teenager saw the dragon crash into the trees. It struggled to get free, but Jimmy sped away without seeing the result. The roars of frustration could be heard in the distance.

Turning back onto another trail, Jimmy sped towards his home.

Topping a small rise just before he reached his home, Jimmy spied smoke coming from the house. It look like the place was on fire!

The boy went back home, and got panicked when he saw his house burning. "Oh my god!" Jimmy cried, getting off his bike. He sprinted to his house, and went in the garage. The garage was full of smoke, and Jimmy coughed. He got the hunting rifle which was his dad's. The boy quickly ran back out of the garage.

Jimmy noticed that his family’s SUV was not parked in the garage when he had retrieved the hunting rifle. It looks like his parents and brothers had escaped the house fire.

Jimmy stood out in his driveway peering around for the dragon. Roaring could be heard in the direction of the pine trees. Soon, the dragon could be heard crashing towards the house. It topped the small rise and finally caught sight of the boy. It roared loudly and prepared to charge.

Suddenly, there was a loud screeching of tires. Turning, Jimmy saw his family’s SUV pull to a stop. The fender and hood was dented as if the vehicle had slammed into something. Jimmy’s dad was in the drivers seat, his older brother in the passenger with another of dad’s hunting rifle’s. The younger brother and mother are in the back.

It was hard to tell if Jimmy's shot actually hit the dragon like demon or not. The beast did not slow down and continued it's charge.

The boy was in the back seat of the family SUV as they sped away, leaving the dragon creature pissed off on the driveway. It roared and took to the air once more, but was not fast enough to catch the vehicle as it sped through the sparsely populated neighborhood.

"No idea!" answered Jimmy's father. He said no more as he focused on driving.

"Yea, that thing wasn't the only thing, " started up Mark, the older brother.

"We were just wondering when you be back for dinner, when a wingless version burst into the backyard. It wasn't nearly as big, and didn't like it when Dad kick the grill into him. Probably what caught the house on fire."

"The rest of us took off for the SUV and the guns. We all managed to make it into the car, when the thing appeared on the driverway. But Dad ran it over with the SUV. Didn't kill it, but sure as heck slowed it down. We then took off looking for you!"

The Mom nodded with gladness. "Good thing we came back to the house."

Mark fiddled with the radio. From the reports coming over the air, it seems that the dragon and demon things were appearing all over town. The National Guard had been called into action, but things were chaotic and a general mess.

"Right. There is that old gun store...Kingdom Arms I think...that is out in the middle of a bunch of farms. Might be a good place to hold out."

Mark grinned at the mention of the place. "Yeah! That place that is also a paintball field? I've been out there a few times...they got a bunch of woods, some chicken coops and the farm house. Might be a good place to hole up!"

"Paintball!" Mom cried in exasperation. She didn't approve of the hobby.

With a decision made, Jimmy's dad turned down and drove the SUV out into the country. They only had gone five miles with them came up on a blocked road. A large utility van was wrecked across a bridge, blocking the road. It looks like the driver of the van plowed into a smaller demon as one laid several feet from the van itself. THe fate of the driver was unknown as the windshield was cracked.

The family's SUV idled as you all tried to decided what to do. So far, it appeared that there were no demon's nearby. At least for the moment.

Looking up and down stream did not show any other ways across. The stream's banks had plenty of plant overgrowth along's banks blocking the view the further away from the bridge.

On the bridge itself, the van was upright on it's wheels and just diagonally arcoss the bridge. The front grill and fender were smashed from hitting the dead demon. At least that is what it looks like. No one could recall another way across the stream without significant backtracking.

"Alright, son." The dad said. He open the door and got out. Mark also open the passenger door and stepped out as well.

"Mark, Give me the rifle and get in the driver set. Be ready to peel out of here."

"Sure, Dad." The older boy gave the weapon to his father.

With the driver swap complete, your dad approach the Van. On the way, you pass the moving demon. It looked dead and as it's chest had been crushed by the impact with the van. Just in case, your dad put a round in it's head with the rifle he had grabbed from Mark.

There was no movement from the van as you approached and no one visible in the front seats. The van itself was white and had no windows on the side, except those for the cab. The windows shield was cracked from what looks like an impact. The vehicle was not running, and the damage to the front, although severe, didn't appear to impact the ability to drive the vehicle.

Your Dad cautiously approached the driver's side with rifle at the ready. He glanced inside for a moment, and then lowered his weapon. He then quickly jogged back.

"Mark, where's the first aid kit? The driver looked like he smacked the windshield when he ran into the demon. Not sure if he's alive or not. "